Strange Days of May

I have noticed in the past few days the strangest of occurances. It could be this crazy wind (hello, witch mountain) or the restlessness of too many rainy days for the finicky Californians. Yesterday was a smashup of strange events. Leaving work soon after 5pm, as I left the office and walked into the hall, the loudest Christian rock music blared from what must be the loudest amps to ever bestow Capitol grounds. The open-air staircase did not help to escape the wasted energy. I fumbled in my bag and slammed those iPods into my ears to drown out the hypocritical nonsense with some fucking Lady Gaga. I pulled my bike out of the compound and hoped for the best on my ride because my pedals had been sticking for a few days but I had lubed the chainring and cranks before I went to work.
You know those times when you have some sweet jams going and you got the wheels turning and you are just hitting your stride on the bike? I was right there when I felt my devil's tail whip up and slap me across my ass and back. WTF?? Thinking my secret identity was pulled out of my body in the presence of such a heavy religious right protest, I tried to pull over olong Capitol park but alas my tires were unable to move! My chain had snapped off and was now jammed between my rims and my brakes.

A short jaunt to Mike's Bikes and one "Are you fucking stupid??" look from a bike mechanic when he asked me what gear the bike was in and I responded "Single". I was serious, dick. Actually I said, "I know you are looking at me like i'm a fucking dumbass but I didn't initially put the chain on and the bike went pretty fast but not professionally fast. Sorry."

I met up with my friends and we had a few beers and then went back to my place. One of the girls kept drinking with me and crashed at my spot. Shitty thing because she crashed out on my bed and because I moved my couch into a smaller room I can no longer pull the bed out the whole way. I was forced to balance the half-opened sofa couch and balance my ass without a pillow or a blanket. I was cold and paranoid the whole night.

I am excited to go home to Modesto tonight so I may sleep in peace and get outta Weirdsville.